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Welcome to my blog the Art Wrestler. I'm a fine artist, a painter,a mother, a worker, a thinker.My art and family dictates mostly everything I do, and the Art Wrestler is a reflection of all aspects of it. I'm a native New Yorker and a graduate of the School of Visual Arts. I've been involved in almost every aspect of the art world except actually making a living from it. Throughout the years I've had my fair share of gallery assisting, directing, curating, teaching, art handling, grant writing, etc., but my priority always goes back to the actual making of work.

You'll find a heap of different topics here at the Art Wrestler, but they all revolve around art in some way. I tend to get distracted depending on the season; In the winter I spend much more time in the art studio, reading and writing. In the summer I'm outdoors much more, traveling and working in the garden, and in the fall I tend to cook bigger meals and host more dinner parties. First and foremost, I try to post whatever I've been working on in the studio. A reader once commented that my blog seemed fragmented and that I should try to focus more on only topics related to the working artist. I told him I am a working artist. I'd like to know what artist (with a family) who doesn't spend time washing dishes and wiping their kid's butts like the rest of us. It's called the Art Wrestler for a reason. It's a blog about art and life. I'm a hand worker, not a machine!Thanks so much for taking the time to read this. Hope you come back often!Samantha

"It is six A.M., and I am working. I am absent-minded, reckless, heedless of social obligations, etc...The tire goes flat, the tooth falls out, there will be a hundred meals without mustard. The poem gets written... I have no shame. Neither do I have guilt. My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely. It does not include mustard, or teeth. It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans in the pot. My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive."Excerpt from Mary Oliver's essay Of Power And Time